Twisted Cravings Novels & Stories

I couldn’t leave my room that day. Not after the close call. I stayed curled under the covers, body still throbbing from Mason’s tongue, mind replaying every filthy word and the dangerous hunger in his eyes. The ache between my legs refused to fade. I wanted him. Needed him. The forbidden pull had become unbearable. By morning, the craving consumed me completely. I slipped downstairs in nothing but a tiny pair of shorts that barely covered my ass, the fabric riding up with every step. The house was quiet. I poured myself a hot cup of coffee, the steam rising like my own restless heat.

But Lenny Slackitt had some very particular disabilities in which Sally was not necessarily convinced. First of all he had Uncontrollable Sexual Addiction Syndrome or USAS which meant he had to ejaculate regularly. Then he had Acute Carpal Tunnel Syndrome or ACTS which meant that he couldn't satisfy his USAS by masturbating himself - he had to get someone else to do it for him! He also 'suffered' from Post-Coital Compulsive Nicotine Disorder or PCCND which, conveniently, meant he had to have a cigarette after orgasm. And finally he had been diagnosed with Tourette's Syndrome or TS which meant that he could swear freely with no consequence.

Claire answered, gulping at the thought of chewing on the ice cubes. She had been having some weird cravings lately. At first, her cravings were based on scents only. She kept craving the scent of the earth when it was raining, the scent of fresh grass when it was being cut or the scent of the laundry room. Every morning, she would ask her husband, Oliver Ford, to take her to the laundry area in the hospital. She would sit in her wheelchair and sniff away as the staff did their laundry. Luckily it was the rainy season, so she often satisfied her craving for the smell of soil. Each time it rained, she would sit in a wheelchair by the window and let the scent of the earth tease her nostrils.

Unable to resist, I walked towards it. The anticipation built up as I opened the box, revealing a treasure trove of caramel cubes, each delicately wrapped in golden paper. The sight made my mouth water, and my craving for caramel took hold. It was a weakness of mine—I simply couldn't resist the allure of caramel. Looking at his bitter personality, it was hard to imagine that he could also have a liking for chocolate. But my thoughts quickly surrendered to the captivating allure of the shining caramel cubes, glistening under the warm glow of the light. They seemed to invite me to indulge in their sweet embrace.

It was like she had multiple lives and I wasn’t privy to them. Me: Anna, could you bring in some snacks and drinks for me and the twins? We are going to be doing some research in my office. Anna: Of course, are you wanting anything special? Me: No. Just bring us things every so often, or check-in to see if we need anything. Me: Oh wait. Actually, could you bring in some strawberry ice cream and barbeque chips? Anna: Okay, will do Luna. That was perhaps the weirdest craving I have had ever. Yet the salty tangy chip dipped into strawberry ice cream sounded amazing right now. The thought of my cravings had me thinking about Caleb and how he ended up liking the last craving I had with my lunch m

The craving was like a thorn lodged in my body, driving me to do anything just to satisfy it. Why hasn't she come yet? I was pacing back and forth, seething with anger, unable to focus on anything else. Then it hit me—I was supposed to be at my office, but I wasn’t. I need to go home and check. Where could she be? Without wasting any time, I headed towards Saba’s house. When I got there, I rang the doorbell repeatedly, but no one answered. The craving was consuming me, clouding my judgment, and before I knew it, I was scaling the high wall, driven by nothing but the desperate need for the drugs. I climbed over and entered the apartment.

Draven thought in his head. “I don't know why I am craving weird things but I have never felt this way and I feel like if I don't satisfy this urge, I’d die,” she took her face to his own. “What do you crave?” he asked, he knew it would be weird but it can never be as weird as Apple and curry. He had never seen anyone eat that combination. “You are Alpha hence you are very strong and you can do anything so it won't be a big deal, right?” she asked and he nodded, moving closer. His head swelled when she called him Alpha.

I knew it wouldn’t be easy having to stifle my moans so I wouldn’t be heard, but it only added to the pleasure. That night and the morning after, I enjoyed everything Seth, from his kisses to his soft touches down to those deep thrusts that had me begging for more. What is cheating in the grand scheme of things? The horrifying fact that you know what you are doing is by all means wrong, but the fun of doing it adds to the excitement, so this is what Michael enjoys. “Another round?” I asked out of fear, though deep down wanting it so bad. Seth is so scary; we have done it for hours, and he keeps going nonstop. Is it because he is young blood or is he just obsessed with me?

He knelt behind her and began the slow, torturous edging. Long, lazy licks from her clit all the way back to her tight asshole — ten full strokes that never gave her the pressure she needed. The wet sounds of his tongue mixed with the distant roar of the festival below. By the tenth lick her hips were twitching uselessly against the ropes. By the twentieth she was whimpering, thighs trembling, the cool glass against her cheek doing nothing to calm the fire between her legs.

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled